The decade's best Oscars host Steve Martin (we still cherish his Best Actor intro line, "gay poet, crazed artist, a shipwrecked victim, a roman gladiator....but enough about me...") stopped by the Late Show with David Letterman last night to catch up with his old friend. Touching upon the topic of the writers strike, Martin, like so many of his fellow scribes, suddenly found himself with an abundance of free time, which he chose to fill by "writing movie scripts and TV pilots...and then I would sell them to the studios."

Martin saves his more sardonic barbs for Letterman's scab-encrusted nemesis—after the jump!

Martin then goes on to admit he also pulled in some lucrative scab-dollars pitching jokes to Letterman's chief competitor. However imprudent the confession, it does go a long way towards explaining why striketime Tonight Show sketches suddenly became far more nuanced, pitting the Square Dancing Cheneys in a bitter love triangle with a beautiful Neiman Marcus sales associate with artistic aspirations.